The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The first branch was counted at dawn, when the light in the greenhouse was thin and gray, cutting through the dust motes that hung suspended in the still air. Elias Thorne held his right hand up, the fingers spread, and watched the pale, woody tendrils that had begun to merge with his skin three weeks prior. He had counted forty-two days since his mother’s burial, and in that time, the bonsai...

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